Wednesday, September 28, 2005

I have been running for several years now. Since The Girl was born. And I ran for exercise off and on throughout college...mostly during that first year of dating my sweet husband...he was a runner so I wanted to impress him...the things we do for love.

But it occurred to me that I have actually paid 20 bucks to run in a 10K (6.3 miles) this Saturday. And this morning when I woke up I thought to myself "What were you thinking?!"

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

To satisfy the curiosity of those (most of whom don't even know this blog exists) who want to know what I do now that the kids are in school for 7 hours I want to announce what I am doing right this very minute!

Right now it is 2:15 in the afternoon. I have done 45 minutes of yoga/pilates; a load of laundry; stuffed, stamped and mailed 75 letters for my Mother's business I; ironed my husbands karate outfit; ate a peanut butter sandwich; studied the material for two bible studies I participate in; called my mother; talked to two Texas friends; let the dog out...twice; figured out what's for dinner and got it half prepared; packed two snacks (for the kids) and the current book I am reading "SisterChicks in Sombrero's" for the carpool line (where I will "park and wait" everyday for 35 minutes); showered; dressed; and now blogged.

This all happened after all the things I did between 5:30-8:30 this morning trying to get two children to school on time. And before I start my Tuesday night "stuff"...

I am not bored. I am not lonely, I do not sit and watch soap operas all day. In fact, I love what I do and I my job description hasn't changed one bit. I still do all the things I did before with two children in the home (only there's a little more stuff to do now since we all have homework, and lunches to be made, and after school classes to get to....etc). Except now it is quieter and I get more done in less time. Which brings me to the subject of "time".

The best thing about being a stay at home mom of school aged children is that I now have time to do my job well.

Time is what is what everyone wants...and as a homemaker "time" is a perk of the profession. I love it and don't feel guilty about it, and I pray everyday that I will use my time wisely...which means: "No, I will not keep your kids three days a week, or clean your house, or do all the things you don't like to do, but because you think I have nothing to do without my kids at home you didn't think i'd mind."

Want to know another perk ...right now it is 2:30 pm I am eating a bowl of Breyer's mint chip Ice cream.

So the truth is sometime I DO sit around at home and eat the proverbial "Bon- Bons".

Saturday, September 17, 2005

The kids have been asking for homemade cinnamon rolls for over a week now. So this morning I got up and spent three hours measuring, kneading and waiting for dough to rise(all to the tune of "are they ready yet?" over and over again )...But The Girl's wait was much longer....When she found out they were FINALLY going in the oven she ran to the living room, got her chair and planted herself in front of the oven door, so as not to miss them when they came out.

Friday, September 16, 2005

I was warned that the smells would change. They said the very feel of the air would become different. They were right.

Fall is coming, and you can feel it. The smell of fall floats from time to time in the breeze. I suddenly feel like baking. I begin to start hankering for soup, and bread that has pumpkin or ginger in it. The geese are noisily making their return. And of course the leaves are turning...red, gold, deep brown.

Friday, September 09, 2005

I haven't posted in awhile because it seemed weird to write...I like to write about two things; things that are funny and things that I can complain about in a funny way. With all the gulf coast news I haven't felt funny, and I haven't felt like complaining because I have so much to be thankful for.

Yesterday while I did homework with The Boy, I told The Girl to color, to draw something that she learned in school or something that she was thinking about. She drew this and said:

"I can't stop thinking about all those people and that hurricane. It makes me sad."